Welcome to Gaia! ::

*Bell laughs lightly into her hand as her face sparkles with amusement. Pivoting on her stiletto heels she tiptoes back to the man's table.* New in town I'm guessing? *The fact that he hadn't reacted to her presence at all proved her suspicions right off the bat, but let him think she wasn't calculating.* Where are you from then?

Man: *Even as he smiled politely at Bell, there was an odd feeling in his gut that something was amiss. Still, he hadn't received any other orders, so he'd go along with everything at the moment* New? That'd probably be the best way to describe it..... I'm surprised I didn't know about this place before. Really, a friend just gave me the location of the city ^^ Hmm.... Where am I from? I'm actually from the over seas region. Some associates of my family are scouring the area for new trade partners, and I thought it would make a nice getaway. Truthfully, I'm probably giving my companions a worry by being gone so long. *The man held out his hand to shake Bell's at her leisure, out of courtesy* My name is Hamartia, a pleasure to meet you.

((KB says he's sitting out for the moment 3nodding ))

Hama: *Hamartia seemed rather surprised at the name. It wasn't the same type he heard every other day. With a friendly chuckle, he released her hand* Pardon me if I sound unkind, but you have the most interesting name I've heard in a long while. *He smiled again. He seemed almost too carefree and harmless* You sound like you know this place rather well though. Do you live here or just frequent it? *It seemed pretty obvious that he didn't know she was a princess*

Hama: Is it? *He looked over to the nearest clock in the shop and noted that it was indeed getting late* I hadn't noticed. I guess I don't spend that much time looking at clocks. But alas, it is true. *Hamartia stood from hi seat and looked to Bell* I'm not aristocrat, but I do have some sense of decency. Would you allow me the pleasure of escorting you to where ever you need to go. *Truthfully, he wasn't expecting the offer to be accepted. He already knew she probably had a limo on call for these things, as well as a squad of bodyguards somewhere*

The fog obscurred his vision only slightly, for his weapon was designed to easily deal with such things. If worst came to worst, he could try and use the thermal imagering, not that it would be very effective at that range. Levelling the crosshair on her head, he couldn't help but admire her beauty. For a moment he felt very close to her, as his finger rested on the trigger. It was the odd intimacy of a killer and the target, them being unaware, aside from some who may feel the hairs on the back of their neck rise. He always enjoyed those ones, seeing th look on their faces.

Taking one last moment to make sure his aim was sure he was ready. The glass doors swung open to block his view for a moment, and then they were gone. It was then that his scope slipped, though only a fraction. The result would be that as he fired his shot it would hit her lower torso instead of her head. He had of course fired, the silence of the rooftop being broke by the quiet gunfire, and the empty casing dropping beside him.

*Bell's eyes glow gold and she screams as the bullet cuts through her arm. Falling back into Hama Bell winces. Blood drips down her arm and she whimpers with tightly shut eyes. She didn't know how to react in a situation like this and the shock wouldn't let her legs move.*

Hama: Dammit. *He had indeed pulled himself and Bell back into the shop, but he may or may not have been fast enough to let Bell avoid the second shot completely. Whatever the result, the two were now inside and mostly down to the floor. Hama was holding Bell gently, and he had a look of anger in his eyes. How could he have not noticed another person on the roof tops. He would take care of him after making sure Bell was sure to be all right* Bell!? Can you hear me? *Even before she answered, he had laid her down on the ground as gently as he could and firmly grasped her arm wound in his hand to slow the bleeding. He'd need to find a makeshift bandage if she couldn't be handled properly* Come on, stay conscious....